Almost Paradise

So I went out with Star-Gazer yesterday. We caught an early movie, then went our separate ways. Although I’m guessing that he wants to go out again, because he kept mentioning sushi, and how I should try it “next time”. Kay. But here’s the thing… Star-Gazer’s nice. Too nice… we’ve been over that. I’m just lukewarm about him. And even when I find out that his family is loaded beyond belief and they own six different houses, I still don’t really feel anything. Just… nothing. It’s weird. In this society, (that I’ll admit I’ve been influenced by) a mediocre personality can sometimes be helped along by a hefty bank account or paycheck. How do you think Donald Trump gets pretty women? Not for his shining personality and winning smile, I’ll tell you that. It’s for his money… And I’m not saying that all women, or the women that have been married to Trump, are gold diggers in any sense of the word… it can just have a slight effect on how you see the guy, right? Every woman wants presents and stuff… the more money he has, the more gifts you’ll get, and you’ll have a very merry Christmas. But I digress. Star-Gazer wants to see me again. I’m not going to say no… But I haven’t really said yes yet. I guess I need to talk to RockerChick. I’m going out with her to lunch today. I’ll update 

~ by celestialharmony on November 25, 2007.